The article in question, Kingdom of Silence, appeared in The New Yorker on January 4th and is now available online at the journalist's own website: Lawrence Wright.
The kingdom? Saudi Arabia, 20 million in number, a country governed by 4000 royals . . . especially an inner mobster-gang now falling out in a frazzle of backbiting ways, a few dozen privileged silk-stocking types at most, to see who will replace the ailing king while killing off the less fortunate rivals. A bomb here, a bomb there: then blame it on the terrorists, who, come to think of it, are active there anyway. So much for buying off the suicidal Ker-boomers with protection moola. To prepare the article, Wright spent several months last year in the kingdom as a journalistic consultant for a Saudi newspaper, itself something unique . . . particularly in what is one of the most secretive, rabidly censored societies in the world, full of pervasive secret-police and paranoid Wahhabi extremists, including the dreaded Vice-and-Virtue-Promoting police-thugs, many of them former criminals, out to flog women and heretics while living on lavish corruption.
Some Introductory Background:
An ultra-fundamentalist offshoot of Sunni mainstream Islam, Wahhabism --- for those of you who know little or nothing about it --- harks back to the 18th century and became the official state-religion when the Saudi state was created arbitrarily by the British after WWI. It is full of hostility to the modern world; treats women essentially as the property of men; is full of Jew-hating propaganda; and persecutes other Islamic sects, especially Shiites. Antagonistic to an open society, to the West, and to democratic conceptions of religious tolerance, secularism, and individual rights, it has been used by the Mafioso-clique running Saudi Arabia --- which has squandered trillions of dollars worth of oil-revenue on their luxurious life-styles, leaving the country with a per capita income one-third of its 1980 level and an unemployment rate among men of 25-30% --- as a way of trying to endow its 4000 royal members with an aura of religious legitimacy.
In the process, they have been exporting their hate-filled brand of Islam all around the world, including the US . . . especially in rivalry with the extremist versions of Shiite Islam that the clerical-fascist Iranian government began pushing everywhere after 1979 with their own oil revenue. [On Wahhabi Islam and the Saudi double-dealing role in the war on terrorism, including financial support to Al Qaeda, see the Frontpage symposium last summer. See too the views of a convert to moderate Sufi Islam by Stephen Schwartz. He knows Wahhabi Islam well and doesn't mince his words, calling the combination of Saudi autocracy, oil-wealth, racism, and the Wahhabi death cult "naked Islamofascism" at its worst. ]
And The Magazine
Then there's the The New Yorker where Wright's article appeared . . . one of the two great weeklies in the English-speaking world: The Economist of London, a far different sort of magazine --- strictly political, economic, and business analysis of the highest quality, plus a brief book-and-art section at the end --- is the other. Both have been around for decades or longer.
The New Yorker ranges far more ambitiously. It specializes in investigative journalism of a lengthy sort --- like Lawrence Wright's --- often published in a multi-week series, also shorter reportage of a more instant sort, unusually good quality short-stories and poems (some of the best around), and very vigorously written reviews of music, art, books, cinema, and sports. Some of the greatest novelists and critics in the English-speaking world have appeared there on a regular basis. It also has a retinue of uncommonly talented cartoonists and graphics specialists, and I myself am a proud owner of a large volume of its reproduced cover-artistry.
To put it bluntly, careful investigative journalism of this sort hardly exists outside the English-speaking world. And nothing exists anywhere in Europe, even Britain, to match The New Yorker's verve, range, and talent.
WHAT THE ARTICLE MANAGES TO DO
No, as I told my students in political science 129 a few moments ago, this stunning, insight-crammed article by Lawrence Wright, isn't required for the course: the US in the War on Terrorism. Still, if they or you are for questing after keen, factual insights into Arab life --- especially in the oil-rich gangster state of Saudi Arabia, with its pervasive secret-police and muttawa (the dreaded vice police that hunt down wayward women --- wayward meaning even wrong dress ---- and flog them publicly or in dungeons) --- then Kingdom of Silence by Lawrence Wright is just what you need. And should read.
The article brings out a lot of things that are hard for foreigners ever to make sense of, especially in the closed secret-police ruled world of the 20 million Saudis:
the pervasive sense of depression and humiliation about their backwardness,
their fear of the despots who run their lives,
the extraordinary lack of access to female company on the part of single men way into their 30s,
the head-spinning seculsion and stigmatizing of women that animate Wahhabi extremist Islam in that country,
their envy and fears of the US,
and the paranoid conspiratorial outlook on the world --- especially the US, Israel, and Jews, all seen as in some furtive cabal to destroy Islam.
Wright also details the lives of a handful of his young fellow Saudi journalists, generally likeable men who would prefer to be real journalists, not just tools of the censors and untouchable corrupt leaders. When he was in Saudi Arabia in the spring of 2003, he tried to get more information about the notorious fire-incident at a girl's school the year before: local residents tried to rush in, apparently, to help the girls being engulfed by fire, but were turned away by the Vice-Police because the girls weren't wearing their headdress and veils. Later on, to the extent he can talk to others freely, he probes the views of the Saudis about the US and the outside world.




